We ate there a couple of times. We almost stopped on our last trip in December but decided not to. Now I regret it. The soup there was way better than the cans.
The first time we went was in the early 90s and I was wearing a eye ring that had a prismatic effect when you moved (I got it at the rave gear store called Ameba on Haight St, and Christina got a dress with a pattern of sperm (sperms?) that she used to wear to baby showers). Our waiter offered us our meal for free if I'd give him my ring. I declined. Somewhere along the line I lost that ring and I'm still annoyed about it. And now I'm annoyed about them closing too.
The first time we went was in the early 90s and I was wearing a eye ring that had a prismatic effect when you moved (I got it at the rave gear store called Ameba on Haight St, and Christina got a dress with a pattern of sperm (sperms?) that she used to wear to baby showers). Our waiter offered us our meal for free if I'd give him my ring. I declined. Somewhere along the line I lost that ring and I'm still annoyed about it. And now I'm annoyed about them closing too.
the hands that guide me are invisible